| They’re running in packs on a saturday night
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| They got their own bark and they got their own bite
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| Waitin’in line I can’t wait no more… No Slip right in, get kicked out the back door
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| I don’t know
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| If it’s possible to tame one
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| I don`t know
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| If she’ll follow me home
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| I don’t know
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| What it is about her
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| Sunset babies all got rabies
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| Sunset babies all got rabies
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| Got my shot…
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| They got a sixth sense, they know why you’re here
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| They can smell the fear thru the smoke and the beer
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| They’re a vicious breed and they just don’t care
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| You think you’re in but you’re getting nowhere
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| I don’t know
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| If it’s safe to pet one
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| I don`t know
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| To go for my throat
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| I don’t know
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| What it is about them
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| Sunset babies all got rabies
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| Sunset babies all got rabies
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| And I’d buy her a diamond collar, if she’d only throw me a bone
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| Here I am alone…
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| Sunset babies all got rabies
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| Sunset babies all got rabies
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| Got my shot…
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| And she’s supposed to be a mans best friend
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| Why she play around
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| Now I gotta put that old girl down |